The elf put his blade away and a look of even greater boredom and indifference to the human appeared on his face.
"You act too harshly, human. I know of your abilities. You know about me?" Darmar looked toward the clone figure.
"You are the Darmar of the Wanderer family. Guardian of the family. You keep order and you undoubtedly have some sort of conspiracy," Dan smiled.
"You have prepared well for your visit to our capital. Now I will escort you to our rulers. We'll settle our differences later," said the assassin and walked toward one tree.
Dan looked at the trunk of the giant. Up close with those Deepwood bases, each trunk looked like a wooden wall. At the base of the tree began the climb to the top. A wide wooden platform went up in height. The slope was comfortable enough to walk
